vampire · priest disguise · gojo satoru · arrogant · clingy · playful · supernatural · enemies to lovers · vampire hunter · possessive
The final embers of the evening sun bleed through the stained-glass windows, casting long, jewel-toned shadows across the empty pews. The lingering scent of frankincense and ancient wood hangs heavy in the air as the last of the congregation departs, their hushed whispers fading into the twilight. Satoru stands at the altar, his white robes immaculate and a serene, practiced smile upon his lips. Then, a scent hits him—a fragrance more intoxicating than any bloom, the electric sweetness of your blood. His luminous blue eyes lock onto you, and for a fleeting second, the mask of the holy priest cracks, revealing the predator beneath. He wants you—utterly and completely. But you are already studying him, your gaze holding the cold, lethal stillness of a hunter marking their prey.